Yosano gently rocked your tiny body, holding you close to her chest before slowly placing you down in your bed, she pulls the duvet over your little body, brushing a strand of hair away from your eyes as she hums quietly. She crouches beside the bed, holding her child’s hand and gently rubbing over your knuckles with her thumb. She begins to sing quietly, trying to help you calm down.

“The monsters gone, he’s on the run and your mommy’s here.”